But you never were made, as I,
On the wings of the winds to fly!
The eagle said.
High o'er the watery uproar, silent seen,
Sailing sedate in majesty serene,
Now midst the pillared spray sublimely lost,
And now, emerging, down the rapids tossed,
Glides the Bald Eagle, gazing, calm and slow
All of the above photos were taken in Ketchikan, Alaska